"Go ahead."
I averted my eyes from the Prince-ranked demon and took a few steps to the side.
"He's all yours."
When I saw Brutus swallow his pride and ask me for a chance to fight, despite the fact that I wanted to participate in the action, I decided to take a step back instead.
Because of the nature of our partnership, I didn't want to put unnecessary strain on our alliance over something like this.
In addition, I was aware that orcs had their own sense of pride, and I imagined that he must still be resentful toward the Prince for what he had done just a few moments earlier when he had ambushed him.
They were very proud of their power and had a deep-seated hatred for those who plotted or engaged in underhanded practices.
"Cough."
I suddenly felt like coughing.
Not sure why…
"Thank you."
Brutus gave me a single nod of his head, and then quickly turned his attention back to Prince Kuzma who was standing above us.
Cra…Crack―!
